Page 2 of Restless
Not long ago, Cee Cee wanted Joe to watch Logan, but Joe resisted. He didn’t like Logan. He was a power-hungry loose cannon, whom Joe bitterly regretted allowing to live.
“We need the money now, although I’d prefer if the Scorpions absorbed the Dwellers. Cee Cee could return to watch Logan himself and I’d ask to go to Richmond.”
“What about K-P?”
Kimber liked Kaleb Paul Andrews. He was fair-minded and laid-back. She wished Vivian planned to marry him in a few months rather than Sharper Banks.
“K-P is my right hand, sweetheart. He’ll go wherever I do.”
She sighed. “I’ll talk to Cee Cee again about the Scorpions and the Dwellers.”
“I know, sweetheart. It isn’t fair to K-P to bring him into the hornet’s nest. He might think he can handle Logan, but sometimes I doubt I can. That’s why I want Cee Cee to handle him. Rack was supposed to do the honors, but he is completely enamored of Logan.”
“He would be,” Kimber snorted. “He’s a pig like Logan.”
“Don’t tax yourself, sweetheart. Work on your Great American Novel and become a world-famous author. I’ll figure this out for us.” He tightened his hold on her. “I’m going to lay the world at your feet, babe. Our kid won’t ever know hunger or fear or homelessness. I promise you I’m going to make so much money you won’t be able to spend it in ten lifetimes.”
“You’re so silly!” she said, laughing happily. “You won’t have to work so hard once I become rich off my writing.”
“That money will be yours to spoil yourself, babe. The millions I earn will be ours. I’ll use half to spoil you like a man should his woman and the other half to take care of our family.”
“Do you know how deep into the criminal underworld you’d have to traverse to earn the type of money you’re discussing?” she said, grinning. “And I don’t care about money. I want you safe. I wantusto be together and happy. I want our ten children healthy.”
Joe choked. “Ten…babe…ten…”
Clenching her jaw so she wouldn’t roar in laughter at his worried tone, she nodded. “Nine girls and one boy to carry on the Foy name.”
“Goddamn…” He heaved in a breath. “Ten? Yeah, fuck, Kimber. Ten children will be expensive as hell.”
“I’m fucking with you, Joe,” Kimber relented around peals of laughter. “I would like four. Two boys and two girls, but I’ll be happy with how ever many babies we have.”
“You’re a little bitch for fucking with me like that,” Joe said, chuckling.
She tipped her head back. “Ummm, kinky. I’m a little bitch when I fuck you.”
He bent and covered her mouth with his. “Can we fuck?” he asked once they came up for air.
“Of course!” Kimber said breathlessly.
“Isn’t your belly delicate? I don’t want to hurt you…I’ll let you take the lead.”
Straddling him, Kimber placed her fingers over his mouth. “Shhh, it’s okay, babe. I’m strong and healthy. Nothing is going to happen to me.”
“It better not,” Joe said gruffly. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“Survive. Find another woman to love. Thrive. The same thing you told me to do if something happened to you.”
Big hands gripping her ass cheeks, Joe leaned his head against the back of the sofa and ground his hard cock against her. She knew she should’ve changed into a dress! Her jeans were a hindrance.
“I smell like motor oil, Kim. I need to shower.”
“It isn’t as if we haven’t fucked before with you smelling like motor oil, Joe.”
“I have a surprise for you, though. It’s late. I don’t want it to arrive just as I sink into your pussy.”
“What is it?”
“Something you’ve wanted for a while.”
